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On Dutch Babies, Failure and Butter

Let's talk about pancakes. I can't make one to save my own life. I just wanted to let you know that there are other options out there. My favorite of which is called a Dutch Baby.
You're probably sick of hearing my "love child" analogies by now. Too bad. A Dutch Baby is the love child of a pancake and a popover, baked in one pan with lots of butter.* It requires little time and effort, aka, two of the things I dislike most about making pancakes. The thing I dislike the very most about making pancakes is failure. I always fail at making pancakes.

In fact, I fail quite a lot in general. And that's okay. So it's okay if you fail, too.
Good, now we both feel better about it.
Pictured above is my first Dutch Baby, a complete failure. Looks pretty, tastes like what I imagine flan's poop might be like, if flan could make a poop. One big mistake: not reading/following directions.
My second Dutch Baby: light, crispy, buttery success! The instructions mean it when they say "make sure the butter is hot" and "use a blender or food processor." Melted butter and a hand mixer just won't do.
To make a Dutch Baby, follow this recipe.

1. Sift your flour (All-Purpose, please).
2. Make sure you use a dry measuring cup for the flour and a liquid measuring cup for the milk.
3. Use large eggs.

I topped mine with Greek yogurt (1T cane sugar for every 7oz of plain yogurt, also whirled through my food processor), Trader Joe's salted caramel sauce, and strawberries. You can also go minimalist and use only a dusting of powdered sugar. BUT if you discard the browned butter at the bottom of the pan, you bring shame to me and your entire family!

*Every time I use the word "butter," I would appreciate it if you inferred that I mean "glorious butter." Because it is what it is.

Update and Things to Come

Friends, did you think I forgot about you? Because I didn't! I've just been gallivanting around Europe. No biggie. Last week I was in Madrid and Barcelona. I got to go to a Cal├žotada, just like Anthony Bourdain.
Hopefully you'll be able to read more about that in print later, but let's not get our hopes up too soon.

I've also been doing some styling and product photography for Sweet Betweens. Yum.
Also, I think I'm the only person in the world that is absolutely thrilled about the time change. For me the time change means I can shoot after work because of the extended daylight. So time change=more posts! In the weeks to come I'll be sharing framboise cake, a dutch baby with whipped greek yogurt and browned honey, and how to cook the perfect steak. OH, and ice cream. Lots and lots of ice cream.

But for now, let me just say: Happy Saint Patrick's Day!